Feng Yi felt hot on his face when he heard this.

This slap is really fast.

He lowered his head and glanced at the three bottles of pills in front of him. These three bottles of pills, he couldn't bear to lose again.

Those who won back before were all won by this woman.

But if you don't bet, you will lose even more.

Four bottles of 30-level pill, sold one bottle, and he had enough to eat for a long time.

Moreover, he and Dou Yingjie can eat two bottles for a long time.

If he doesn't bet, he loses even more.

There was not much expression on Feng Yi's face, but he nodded. As far as this matter is concerned, Wen Xian is only lucky.

But people cannot be lucky forever.

Thinking left and right, he nodded decisively, "Okay! Junior sister is bold, let's have another game."

He pushed his three bottles of pills over.

Pick up the bamboo tube and shake it.

Now, even Li Qingqing became nervous.

She persuaded from the side: "Wen Xian, why don't you know that you are satisfied? You have just won three bottles, if you continue to gamble, you will lose again, you will lose all of them." And there is one of hers in there. Bottle, she felt angry when she thought about it. How could her luck not be as good as Wen Xian.

Wen Xian said: "Qingqing, you are not me, so how do you know what I am thinking?"

Li Qingqing choked and watched her not speak. She did it for her good, so she didn't listen.

At this time, more and more people came to watch the good show.

Wen Xian also didn't want to be too arrogant, but facing such a person who got nothing for nothing, she couldn't get out of her heart with a sigh of relief.

Moreover, all the new disciples who lost just now are all new disciples who come here for cultivation. These 30-level medicinal pills, in ordinary people’s homes, could not be bought for a lifetime, but they were won in this way. Can't bear it.

Hua Yu looked at Wen Xian, and since she had been paying attention to Wen Xian's every move, Wen Xian seemed nervous, but her eyes were very calm, and she couldn't see the slightest nervousness.

Li Qian looked at Wen Xian, pulled her sleeves, and said with a smile: "Wen Xian, you will be able to guess right this time."

Wen Xian nodded slightly, but watched Feng Yi's every move. Just as she had heard, Feng Yi was as cunning as a fox. She had to stare at it all the way. As long as she blinked her eyes, she would lose the last game.

"Bang!" Feng Yi put the bamboo tube on the stone table, looked at Wen Xian, and smiled: "Junior sister, guess?"

Li Qingqing looked at Wen Xian. This time, I really hope that she will stop guessing right again. She has so many promotion pills, but she doesn't have a single one.

Wen Xian said: "Brother, I still guess six o'clock."

Everyone: "..."

Are these six characters really so lucky?

Feng Yi's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot for an instant, how could he be right again.

Indeed, the three shakes came out at six o'clock.

He doesn't believe in evil, she can guess the last time in a row.

However, she really guessed it three times.

Li Qingqing looked at Wen Xian and frowned: "Wen Xian, are you okay? Why do you guess six three times?"

In the first time, she did hear out six, but in the last two times she was not so sure.

Especially for the last time, Feng Yi's speed was so fast that she could hardly hear it.

Many aristocratic ladies like to play dice, mainly because they can experience the fun.

After playing around, she also knew some tricks, but not too sophisticated.

This time, Wen Xian did not answer her, but looked at Feng Yi quietly.

"Brother Feng, please go on? I have always believed that six o'clock is my lucky number." Wen Xian's tone was flat, without a trace of ups and downs. The tension just now was completely gone.

She was still so calm, slim, her eyes indifferent, and her porcelain-white skin was as smooth as a shelled egg. At this time, people who looked closely at her found her astonishingly beautiful.

Although Feng Yi's face was ugly, he couldn't make a mistake in front of so many disciples, let alone let others see that he made a mistake.

He smiled weirdly, then the hand that took the bamboo tube shook slightly.

In Wen Xian's hands, a hint of aura flew in silently.

Feng Yi looked down at the dice and was dumbfounded.

He obviously moved his hands and feet just now, why is it still six o'clock?

This is really hell, how could such a thing happen?

Feng Yi's eyes flashed with a strong killing intent, this woman, is everything pretended before?

His oppressive gaze flicked across Wen Xian's face.

And Wen Xian looked at him unchanged.

"Wow! It's really six o'clock."

"This junior is really lucky."

"Haha...Is this the first time I have seen Feng Yi suffer such a big loss?"

"With Fengyi's hateful character, I'm afraid that in the future, this junior sister will suffer under his hands."

"Who said no? This Feng Yi has a bad character, not only very greedy, but also very vicious, and also holding grudges. If anyone offends him, he will always make trouble for others."

Li Qingqing stared at the dice on the stone table with wide eyes, with an unbelievable expression on her face.

Is Wen Xian lucky or...

This is simply too strange. She looked at the calm Wen Xian with a puzzled look, without arrogance or arrogance. Even if she had won, she didn't have the slightest joy on her face. She was still so indifferent and refined.

At this time, all eyes were on Wen Xian's body.

With a blazing gaze, looking at her for a long time, Mo Qian's handsome face, looking at Wen Xian's appearance at the moment, a faint crimson suddenly appeared.

Wen Xian looked at Feng Yi, "Brother Feng, sorry, this time, I won again."

Wen Xian took her trophies, and she received three more bottles of pill, and the rest of the pill must be returned to several other people.

"Huh!" Feng Yi tossed his sleeves angrily, crushed the bamboo tube, turned and left.

Dou Yingjie, who was standing not far away, looked at Wen Xianchuchen's back with an angry expression.

"Haha..." When everyone saw Feng Yi's appearance, they laughed in shock. Those who knew what he was for were just happy.

Wen Xian picked up the pill and handed a bottle of it in Li Qingqing's hand: "This is yours."

Li Qingqing looked at her with excitement, and accepted it unceremoniously, "Wen Xian, you are so kind. It turns out that you are trying to help me win it back. Thank you!"

Li Qian looked at him and snorted, "Didn't you just keep talking about Wen Xian's brain problem? People helped you win it back, but you took it unceremoniously."

Li Qingqing glared at her, "What does it matter to you? Wen Xian is willing to help me."

"Oh, it's so natural, as if Wen Xian should help you." Li Qian looked at Li Qingqing sarcastically. This Li Qingqing is definitely not a good person.

Listening to the dispute between the two, Wen Xian did not speak, but returned the other three bottles of medicine to the other three disciples.

All her previous motives were just to win back what they lost and give them back. It is not easy for everyone.